Their faces were all ferocious, and with swift movements, their blades flashed and clashed.
Before the soldiers of Beixiang Kingdom could react, they were already decapitated.
"Ah! My leg!"
"Help! There's a ghost!"
Screams and wails rose and fell, and the once orderly ranks crumbled in an instant.
Like an ant colony scattered by a flood, they fled in all directions.
Li Kui took the lead, wielding his broadsword with great force.
With each strike, a soldier from the Northern Xiang Kingdom fell.
He appeared mad, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the mustache, and roared:
"You son of a bitch, I'm here to take your dog's life!"
The man with the mustache was terrified; he never expected this.
This "hidden" path was hiding such a deadly trap.
He frantically brandished his longsword, barely managing to fend off Li Kui's fierce attacks.
At the same time, he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Retreat! Retreat now!"
However, retreating on the narrow mountain road was no easy task.
Li Kui's band of swordsmen had already surrounded them, trapping them like turtles in a jar.
With a tiger in front and no way to retreat behind, the soldiers of Beixiang Kingdom were utterly plunged into despair.
"Brothers, kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
Li Kui's roar was like a death knell.
The barbarian soldiers of the Big Sword Team were in high spirits, brandishing their big swords and frantically reaping the lives of their enemies.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, screams filled the air, and the once quiet path instantly turned into a living hell.
Li Kui forced the man with the mustache to retreat repeatedly, and he already had many cuts and bruises on his body.
He watched as his soldiers fell one by one, his heart filled with fear and despair.
He regretted his underestimation of the enemy and his rash advance, and even more so, he regretted listening to the spies' lies.
"Damn spy! I'll tear you to pieces when I get back!"
The man with the mustache cursed through gritted teeth.
"Trying to run? Your grandpa's right here!"
Li Kui shouted, and the knife in his hand whistled through the air as it headed towards the man with the mustache.
The man with the mustache was terrified and hurriedly raised his sword to parry.
With a loud "whoosh," the longsword in the mustache's hand snapped in two.
The broadsword continued its momentum, striking his shoulder heavily.
"ah!"
The man with the mustache let out a piercing scream.
He was thrown back by the immense force and crashed heavily to the ground.
Li Kui walked up to him with a loud laugh, stepped on his chest, and raised his broadsword high.
"Go to hell!"
At this critical moment, an arrow pierced the air.
It struck Li Kui squarely on the back of his knife.
With a "clang," sparks flew everywhere.
Li Kui's broadsword was jolted off course and nearly struck the man with the mustache in the face.
"who?!"
Li Kui roared and turned to look.
Not far away, a cavalry unit was galloping towards them.
The leader, dressed in silver armor and holding a longbow, was none other than Mu Qing, the Grand General of the Northern Xiang Kingdom.
"Mu Qing! You've come at the perfect time! Grandpa will send you to the Western Paradise today!"
Li Kui roared, drew his broadsword, and was about to charge forward.
"Xiao Kui! Come back!"
Lu Yan's voice came through the megaphone.
"Stop chasing! There might be an ambush. Come back quickly!"
Although Li Kui was somewhat unwilling, he still obeyed Lu Yan's order and led the Big Sword Team to quickly retreat back to Jianmen Pass.
Mu Qing's face turned ashen as he looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground and the defeated soldiers fleeing in disarray.
He never imagined that his meticulously planned raid would turn into a complete massacre.
He dismounted and walked to the dying man with the mustache.
He asked in a deep voice:
"What happened? How did we fall into an ambush?"
Despite the excruciating pain, the man with the mustache spoke haltingly:
“General… that path… was a trap… Lu Yan… he knew it all along…”
Upon hearing this, Mu Qing's expression darkened further.
He never expected that he would be outmaneuvered by Lu Yan.
"Lu Yan! I will never let you get away with this!"
Mu Qing roared to the sky, his voice filled with anger and resentment.
Just then, a soldier came running over in a panic.
"Report...Reporting to the General! The garrison at Jianmen Pass...has emerged from the pass!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Qing suddenly looked up towards the direction of Jianmen Pass.
The gates swung open, and Lu Yan was leading a massive army, charging straight in...
Meanwhile, at the Prime Minister's residence.
Liu An leaned back in his armchair, leisurely twirling the jade thumb ring in his hand.
News of the 100,000-strong army of the Northern Xiang Kingdom pressing on the southern border of Shannan Prefecture.
He had already received it and was secretly delighted.
He knew that Shannan Prefecture was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and that Beixiang Kingdom would be difficult to conquer in the short term.
And that's exactly what he wanted to see.
"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits."
Lu Yan, you've finally met your match!
He took a slow sip of tea, pondering a solution.
The opportunity has arrived!
He picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a memorial to the throne in a flowing and elegant style.
He carefully chose his words and earnestly described the tense situation on the border of Beixiang Kingdom.
It was as if he were a loyal minister who cared deeply for his country and its people, and his words revealed his concern for the safety of the nation.
They even embellished the story by depicting several fabricated border conflicts.
The Northern Xiang Kingdom is portrayed as an ambitious and powerful enemy that is always watching and could invade at any time.
At the end of his memorial, he solemnly advised the Empress to immediately send troops to reinforce the border in case of unforeseen circumstances.
After writing the last word, Liu An put down his pen, a barely perceptible sneer appearing on his lips.
He slowly blew the ink dry, carefully rolled up the memorial, and put it into a brocade box.
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